Monthly Archives: June 2018

Introducing . . . . the #Preston3000

Growing up music was part of my life. My father used to brag about how my first concert was David Bowie in November of 1972. The concert was in Charlotte and I was not going to be delivered until January of 1973. My mother would tell stories about while other parents were playing lullabies she was putting me to sleep in my crib to Led Zepplin, Stevie Wonder, and the Beatles. My father owned, well I really don’t know how many albums he owned, but it had to be in the thousands. My father was the kind of person who would literally wear albums out and then have to replace them. He had five copies of Donovan’s A Gift From a Flower to a Garden and refused to toss out the old worn copies. He saw that as a badge of honor. Continue reading